By Angela Noel
May 11, 2017
Words, Come Play With Me
Sun-warmed pine reminds me of home and mountain vacations. I want to write like evergreen smells.
My husband’s heart beats steady and strong when I lay my head on his chest, ear pressed against skin. I want to write like his heart sounds.
My son sighs when he snuggles into the crook of my arm for bedtime. His contentment and mine fuse like a warm blanket. I want to write like these moments feel.
Clean water rushing over my hot toes cools and tickles. I want to write like the water flows.
The petals of wildflowers on tender stems weave and nod when bees visit or wind blows. I want to write like these flowers play.
After three hours of errands, a tired glance at the mirror reveals inside-out pants. The snorts of my laughter scare the dog. I want to write like life is laughing with me.
Creators weave unique tapestries with universal threads. We mine the diamonds of memory to touch the divine.
Your turn: What are your favorite things? What diamonds have you found?
Please share:
Ok… I will play 🙂
One of my favorite sounds ever is my daughters on the swing set in our yard laughing. I can hear the squeaking of the chain, imagine the wind on their rosy cheeks, visualize them leaning back and flying, and see the twinkling in their eyes when they are having fun together. At that moment it’s like all is right in the universe.
I find inspiration in everything!!!
That’s wonderful! Thanks for reading, Ritu!
I just like words. English is such a word-heavy language and I love searching out just the right word for the occasion. I like playing with them and seeing where they lead. English might not sound beautiful, like French or Italian, but we can be more expressive, because we have more words.
What a great point! Thanks for sharing.
I love this Angela. When I can imagine being or doing what a writer envisions, that is good writing indeed. Except the inside out pants! Don’t even want to think about that! 🙂
Ha! I had a very good laugh when that happened and my son still reminds me, “Hey Mom, remember that time you had your pants inside out all day?” Can’t ever take myself too seriously with that kid around!
And here I thought it WAS your son that did the pants thing!
Nope! all me! (Though he does it, too!)
The diamonds in my life come from giving and receiving hugs from those I love. They sparkle in the eyes of those who smile with their eyes. I see the preciousness of creation when I drive on the rim of the mountain and the valley is blanketed with clouds or washed in the pink glow of a sunset. Diamonds lie everywhere. We just have to be willing to polish them to see how blessed we are.
Beautifully said.
I love the sound of the sea and the breeze that comes off of it. I love the sound of rain against the window while I’m snuggled indoors! I’m not a huge fan of snow, but I like how “silent” it seems to be after heavy snowfall. As if the snow absorbed all the external noise 🙂
This is beautiful! Reading this reminded me to pay attention to what I see and hear today. Thanks, Jo!